Friday, April 30, 2010


Well, It's Friday. This week has been topsy-turvy and all over the place and awkward and weird at times - like when you're learning something new and for a while it feels really difficult to get it right.
We had a technical snafu at home this morning and as a result, my phone and internet connection have been disconnected. I've no idea when they are going to be reconnected. I'm at uni today, and will apparently have to work from here for as much of the weekend as possible now.
Not such a big deal, right? More like a little annoying prickle in your foot... It didn't prevent me from feeling quite surprised that someone other than me had done something really freaking stupid, and that surprise actually made me feel justified in a way that the whole situation would never have done, had it not involved my immediate family.
People in glass houses shouldn't throw stones though, and it wasn't long before another member of this dysfunctional crew reminded me that 9 times out of 10, it's me that stuffs things up.
Gosh dammit, families are just plain weird!!! Given that everyone's reality is completely subjective, how was it ever a good idea to lump people together in a group FOR THE REST OF THEIR LIVES?? And the fact that I come from a family whose closeness drives us each to distraction at times, just makes the process of un-meshing myself all the more complex. Our love for each other is absolute, yet we have the uncanny ability to really, really hurt eachother at times.
I was discussing this topic with a friend yesterday and she told me emphatically that all the most seminal studies have concluded that 95% of families are dysfunctional. 95%!! So why do I always feel like mine is the only one??
One thing I know about my family and our situation is this: it is possible to love completely, without complete understanding. And it takes work to keep a family together. It takes commitment to a cause that you often don't really believe in, that is often not one of your own choosing. It takes an abundance of forgiveness, and a sense of humour. A short memory is rare, but undeniably priceless if you do happen to have one. And apparently, my family and I are also the fittest freaks around, because we can run to the aid and protection of our clan if anything threatens one of our members. Unfortunately, most of the threats are from within.
Still. I wouldn't swap them. Even though I could quite happily whack a few of them with a saucepan.

Thursday, April 29, 2010

Dress of the Day, 29.04.2010

It's Liz Taylor!! I'm off for a run, then need to decide which new tights to wear today, then school, then appointments, then who knows what else. Have a grand day!

Wednesday, April 28, 2010

Sonia Rykiel Spring/Summer Campaign 2009.

Breaks my heart that I can't make these images larger without distorting them. This was probably my most favourite campaign ever. Huge call, I know, but there's something extraordinary about Sonia Rykiel. The clothes are undeniably French, yet there's a level of frivolousness and femininity that is warm blooded as opposed to being slightly aloof. I'd choose a wardrobe of Sonia Rykiel over numerous other labels anyday, simply because the clothes are gorgeous and a bit mad as well.

The above three images are from the Spring/Summer 2010 campaign. See what I mean? Love, love, love.

Hope Sandoval and The Warm Inventions

OH MY GOSH! Hope Sandoval and her band The Warm Inventions are touring to here in June!! I'm booking my tix as soon as they come out on Friday!!! So excited and yet so melancholy that I have to go by myself because no one loves my loves like I do so I always end up going by myself. Easier to wriggle your way to the front on your own though.
1. Don't barrel in there, you have to time it... waiting until the guy in front of you shifts feet is best, then immediately put your foot where his was and sort of ease up till you're level with him.
2. Best behaviour is paramount: Don't yahoo and carry on! No one is that cute. Be sweet and demure and bide your time.
3. If there is a security guard nearby, you've hit the jackpot! I've been pulled right to the front by a security guard and that means they do all the work for you. Note: It's best that this is not followed by them booting you out of the venue - see point 2. ahem.
4. Do not start taking pictures you yobbo! Again - this will not be appreciated and you will be hustled right back where you came from.
5. Don't wear something cumbersome - getting your bag/hair/skirt/jacket/shoe caught on someone mid-wriggle will only delay your progress.
6. Have whatever you want to drink with you prior to commencement of the wriggle.Impossible and frowned upon for you get to the front and then decide its time for a beer. Um, no.
7. Celebrate getting to the front by thoroughly enjoying the concert and congratulate yourself for having spent the time committing these valuable, and hard learnt steps to memory. xo

Tuesday, April 27, 2010

Bruno Fabbris Vaporescentes

So cool.

Monday, April 26, 2010

A Collage for my loves.

Life is so, so wonderful.
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